Fistarectomy

Lick your lips, how does it taste? Mouth full of sludge, gargle with the waste.
You've poisoned the pond, now the water's laced.
I hope you burn in hell for a paycheck
Forced out inside
Pay now small mind
Dying now outside
Suck it dry while there's time
How do you steal by pricing the ground
It's the poison that we feel
That's within us all now
As you plunder and steal
Mother nature becomes the whore
Like blood running out
The hemorrhage is now



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Writer(s): Dischord
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